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Tantalizing


Blonde hair and blue eyes. I reach for her but she recedes. I look and there are tears as she cries. I wish I could be freed. Was it wrong for me to sip the nectar. To want peace and serenity. If I am at fault come take me spectre. For we will not reach amenity. I go for a bite. But it runs away. The end is in site. But it must be OK. I can remember her in my arms And I finally feel warm again. Though in the end it just harms But the memories I will retain. Though these times are fleeting And my goals will be hard to claim. She is the thing completing Me, and I know she will remain
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